So on top of having all the veterinary issues I have of late (and still not knowing quite what is wrong with Mimzy) just before I go to walk Shadow today, the husband discovers that Taiku, Shadow’s son (you’d never know it, the brain cells are DEFINITELY NOT the same!) has gone and torn all the pink insulation pads off the walls of the beautiful dog house hubby had made out of our front porch earlier this winter and strewed them across the floor. (granted we only had them tacked up there behind visquine, but still…we’ve got -40 temps forecast for this weekend…how the heck is this dumb mutt supposed to stay warm now???)
He’s NOT coming in the house…so help me….
I am so done. Stick me with a friggin’ fork. God knows I love all my animals to extremes…but I am SO tired of dealing with a dog who hasn’t got the sense God gave a Brillo pad! (and believe me, he’s eaten those too.)
So I think when hubby goes into town the next few days, we’ll be investing in some Bitter Appple. I know it doesn’t work on the buns or cats, and right now I feel like spraying an entire can up this stupid dog’s nose I am so frustrated with him! (of course, I won’t, and when I go out to see him I’ll be cooing and gurgling because I do love him…just…holy cow!)
*looks in pantry for some wine or something* Hey, it’s noon somewhere in the world…